Mental Health
Is the Past a Prison, or a Pathway to Peace?
The past cannot be rewritten; its purpose is to protect the present and prevent us from repeating the same mistakes. Unfulfilled wishes should liberate our desire for love, not bind it. These are merely scenery along life's journey. They come and go, that's all. There's no need for obsession or sadness.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 months ago in Poets
Devaluation
Sinister and disloyal. You demanded more from me than from yourself. Inflated ego but you wouldn't take my silence. Detachment was my superpower but you ignored my request. I swore revenge on your betrayal but I'm working in the shadows now. I move in slow motion so you can't catch me in the act. Control is your endgame even after your pretend happily ever after. You projected every possible uncertainty unto me while you internalized make believe superiority. What made you so angry and arrogant? Defensive and oblivious, you purposely made me question reality. Discarded with no remorse. No regard for how I would pick up the pieces alone. Forever obstructing my focus and willpower. Crooked and dilapidated. Bent and twisted and possibly broken. Unrestrained disorder and tumultuous chaos. There's no room left for traitors anymore. You robbed me of equality and never provided me with empathy. There was no peace allowed where compassion failed to tread. What you lack is any hint of composure. You remain primordial and uncivilized. I've picked up my sceptor with fortitude and strength. I've resumed my place on this coveted throne. No more appeasement to a villainous threat. I am much better on my own. I don't want to die just so you can live. I just don't want the terror that you give. Malicious sinner, your deeds are done. You're forgiven by no one. Intentions were always selfish and impure. Your violations do not have a cure. I disagree with every absent excuse. I disagree with you entirely. Thank you for the mayhem but I dared to dream bigger.
By Anna Torres7 months ago in Poets
